Ireland, my Ireland.
'FIRE FIRE! Look Look, that house is on fire!'
'Don't worry, I'll call a priest?'
'A priest?
'Sure.'
'Dont' be stupid, call a fire brigade. Look, it's hasn't fully caught yet, a fire brigade might be able to put it out.'
'No no, I'll just call the Parish Priest, he'll know what to do.'
'But he's not a fireman.'
'He's as good as one.'
'You're not making any sense and the house is burning to the ground!'
'Hold yer horses now, it will be all right.'
'But the flames are reaching the upper levels!'
'Hold on will ya! Hello father? HOwya doin'? Could you come out and have a look at something for me, I think there's a house on fire out here, burning to the ground by the looks of it. When? Next monday. Grand father, see you then.'
'He's not coming?'
'Not until Monday.'
'But it will be too late then.'
'Sure what can you do, lets go for a pint.'
That's how we do it here, old school. It's the best way.
'Don't worry, I'll call a priest?'
'A priest?
'Sure.'
'Dont' be stupid, call a fire brigade. Look, it's hasn't fully caught yet, a fire brigade might be able to put it out.'
'No no, I'll just call the Parish Priest, he'll know what to do.'
'But he's not a fireman.'
'He's as good as one.'
'You're not making any sense and the house is burning to the ground!'
'Hold yer horses now, it will be all right.'
'But the flames are reaching the upper levels!'
'Hold on will ya! Hello father? HOwya doin'? Could you come out and have a look at something for me, I think there's a house on fire out here, burning to the ground by the looks of it. When? Next monday. Grand father, see you then.'
'He's not coming?'
'Not until Monday.'
'But it will be too late then.'
'Sure what can you do, lets go for a pint.'
That's how we do it here, old school. It's the best way.
Labels: Death, fire, passing the buck.
posted by fatmammycat at 9:35 a.m.
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Was the priest a loose cannon? Had he been told to stay off the case? Was he told to turn in his dog collar?
Stories like this scare the crap out of me!
But it's amazing though, fmc, the number of fires that have been put out by praying alone. Sure, it takes a wee while but God's still busy with the recent down-sizing of Limbo. There's a lot of paperwork to be filed.
That's a terrible story. Is anybody being held accountable at all?
Not a loose cannon P, sa far as I can see he was trying his best. Its not him I'd be glaring at.
A lot of finger pointing at the moment Sam, you how it goes.
Truly shocking. Even a blind man could have seen that one coming.
Twenty, sometimes I utterly despair of you.
Do you 'Wonder' about me?
No.
A Cunt end off. The "Tragic Father" that is not you FMC.
Good work by the undertaker all the same...
If only they had taken him more seriously Manuel.
Dear god
Only in Ireland!
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